Legend of Wyatt
Chapter 515: The Death of Frederick Inman

Chapter 515: Chapter 515: The Death of Frederick Inman

This was a robust middle-aged man, dressed in brocade, obviously of extraordinary origin.

"Fifth Master Inman."

The boy standing next to Wyatt Barnes was shocked and respectfully greeted the middle-aged man.

Whoosh!

Wyatt Barnes withdrew his gaze, and a large stack of gold notes magically appeared in his hands. He counted out ten million.

Thud!

A thick stack of gold notes, each of value ten thousand, was placed by Wyatt Barnes on the counter, "Manager King, here’s ten million gold... you count it."

Manager King nodded and reached out to pick up the stack of gold notes on the table.

At this moment.

"Kid, are you deaf? I said, I want that ’Green Wave Grass’!"

The middle-aged man’s face hardened, and he shouted angrily.

However, Wyatt Barnes seemed to not hear the middle-aged man’s words and quietly watched the old man behind the counter count his gold notes.

As for the middle-aged man, he seemed to not dare to act rashly in front of the old man.

He only targeted Wyatt Barnes, a cold light flashing in his eyes, "Kid, do you know who I am?"

Wyatt Barnes still remained indifferent.

"Ten million gold notes, correct."

At this time, the old man behind the counter nodded his head, took out a piece of spiritual grass endued with a bluish glow, and handed it to Wyatt Barnes after receiving the gold notes.

This was indeed the ’Green Wave Grass’!

Wyatt Barnes reached out to receive it and under the murderous gaze of the middle-aged man, stored the Green Wave Grass in the ’Storage Ring’.

"Thank you, Manager King."

After receiving the Green Wave Grass, Wyatt Barnes smiled and thanked the old man.

The old man knew what Wyatt Barnes was thanking him for, "Everything goes by the principle of first come, first served... Since you can afford ten million gold, this ’Green Wave Grass’ naturally belongs to you."

Wyatt Barnes nodded, bid farewell to the old man, and left.

"Young man, this person is Fifth Master ’Frederick Inman’ of the Inman family. After you leave, try to walk in areas with more people... otherwise, I’m afraid you’ll lose both your money and life."

Just as Wyatt Barnes had taken a few steps, he received a transmission of Origin Force.

He could tell that Manager King was warning him.

"Thank you."

Wyatt Barnes quietly thanked him, and then left the medicine shop.

Of course, as he left, Wyatt Barnes noticed that someone was following him.

It was that robust middle-aged man.

Fifth Master of the Inman family?

"Could it be the Fifth Uncle of ’Marston Inman’ whom I defeated outside the gate of Dragon Phoenix Academy twenty days ago?"

Wyatt Barnes’s gaze was a bit strange.

"Hmph! Daring to snatch my ’Green Wave Grass’... Well, that saves me the ten million gold! Not only that, but I should be able to get some extra profit."

Frederick Inman followed behind Wyatt quietly with a cold smile on his lips.

Earlier, that guy dared to ignore him!

He would kill that person, take the Green Wave Grass, and take everything that belonged to him.

"Eek eek~~"

A chirping sound came from Little Gold Mouse in Wyatt’s ear, "Wyatt, that guy followed us."

"Little Gold, you are only noticing this now?"

Upon hearing Little Gold Mouse’s transmission, Wyatt shook his head.

It seemed that while Little Gold had awakened its soul brand and understood the ’Soul Technique’, its use of mental power was still far less than his own as an ’Inscription Master’.

"Unfortunately, although I can now inscribe ’Attack Inscriptions’ that kill all the warriors in the Peep Naught Realm... the materials needed for those inscriptions are just too hard to find, they are indeed rare treasures."

Wyatt Barnes sighed, muttering to himself: "Otherwise, with just the inscriptions, I could easily kill this so-called Fifth Master of the Inman family!"

Having merged memories of the Martial Emperor’s cycle, Wyatt’s achievement in the field of inscriptions was extremely profound.

As long as his mental power met the requirements of the inscription, he could handle it with ease.

However, the more advanced and powerful the inscription is, the more precious the materials required are...

The many powerful attack inscriptions that Wyatt Barnes can inscribe now cannot be inscribed because he lacks the materials.

"However, although the materials needed for ’high-level attack inscriptions’ are rare... the materials needed for many ’high-level support inscriptions’, although rare, are not impossible to obtain."

Somethig struck Wyatt Barnes, "Perhaps, it’s time to find some materials to inscribe some help inscriptions."

Before long, Wyatt Barnes left the trade market.

He turned a corner and headed into a secluded area.

Just as he entered the secluded area.

Whoosh!

A sharp sound zoomed past, followed by a gust of wind. Just like a bloodthirsty Fierce Beast, it opened its big mouth to bite Wyatt Barnes.

However, Wyatt Barnes, as if having foreknowledge, moved his feet at the moment when the wind blew.

Sweeping winds!

Moving timely to the side.

Allowing the person sneaking behind him to miss his attack.

"First level of the Peep Naught realm?"

The sneaking assailant, who was none other than ’Frederick Inman’, the Fifth Master of the Inman family, looked at the two-thousand ancient elephant shadows above the head of the purple-robed youth who evaded in time, and was taken aback.

Then, his gaze fell on the little golden mouse sitting on the shoulder of the purple-robed youth.

A sudden flash of understanding crossed his mind.

"You... you are Wyatt Barnes?"

Frederick Inman’s eyes shone brilliantly, his voice full of excitement.

"Such an honor... Fifth Master Inman actually knows me."

Wyatt Barnes looked calmly at Frederick Inman.

"You know me?"

Frederick Inman frowned, sneering, "It must have been that old fart, ’Connor King’ who told you... That old meddler, he really thinks I wouldn’t dare to touch him?"

The ’Connor King’ Frederick Inman mentioned was the ’Manager King’ upstairs in the pharmacy earlier.

"However, I bet that old fart, Connor King, never expected you to ignore his advice. ha ha ha..."

Frederick Inman began to laugh heartily.

As Frederick Inman roared with laughter, Wyatt Barnes retained his calm demeanor and said coldly, "Are you done laughing yet?"

"Wyatt Barnes!"

Finally, Frederick Inman stopped laughing, his eyes glinting coldly as he fixed his stare on Wyatt Barnes, "I didn’t expect to run into you under such circumstances... It seems, even the heavens want me to avenge my poor nephew!"

"You crippled my nephew’s arm, ruined his life... Today, I will take your life!"

As soon as Frederick Inman’s ruthless words fell, he lunged forward.

Wherever he passed, dust swirled into the air.

Above in the void, the shadows of eight thousand ancient giant elephants began to form...

This Frederick Inman was clearly a sixth-level martial artist at the Peep Naught Realm.

Boom!

Frederick Inman, transformed into a gust of wind, was instantly in front of Wyatt Barnes. His iron fist shot out directly like a cannonball, fiercely aiming towards Wyatt Barnes’s head.

As if wanting to explode Wyatt Barnes’s head with one punch!

At this moment, Wyatt Barnes only felt a fierce gust of wind sweeping in, causing his cheeks to sting.

However, facing Frederick Inman’s punch, he kept his composure.

He didn’t even blink.

A cold smile curled at the corner of Frederick Inman’s mouth, assuming that Wyatt Barnes had given up resisting.

Just as Frederick Inman’s iron fist was about to connect with Wyatt Barnes’s head...

"Squeak!!"

A harsh scream tore through the sky.

Next, Frederick Inman saw a flash of golden light shoot out from Wyatt Barnes’s shoulder, crashing into his outgoing fist.

He did not have time to react.

His fist had already been hit by the golden light.

Crack!

In a split second, a harsh sound of breaking bones echoed.

Then he felt a sudden intense pain from his fist, causing him to let out a heartrending scream.

At the same time, a terrifying force sent him flying.

In his daze, he clearly saw the lightning-fast golden light transform into an adorable furry little golden mouse.

Above the little golden mouse’s head in the void, the phantom of an ancient Horned Dragon was circling, gnashing its teeth, looking incredibly lifelike.

"Pe... Peep Naught Realm, seventh level!"

The moment Frederick Inman’s body tumbled to the ground, his face turned pale as realization dawned on him.

"You... Have you been planning this from the start? Did you deliberately lure me here?"

After swallowing a healing Pill Medicine, Frederick Inman forced himself to stand, gritting his teeth as he glared at Wyatt Barnes.

"What do you think?"

Wyatt Barnes’s face remained calm as he retorted.

"I didn’t expect, I, Frederick Inman who has been domineering all my life, would end up being ruined by a whelp like you... However, you won’t be pleased for long! The Green Forest Sect will stop at nothing to kill you..."

As if he realized that his end was near, Frederick Inman let go completely.

However, he didn’t manage to finish his words.

The reason was, a thin sword light had ended him completely.

"Squeak, squeak~~"

After Little Gold’s sword pierced Frederick Inman’s throat, its furry body swooped down, its bottom bumping into Frederick Inman’s face, toppling him over.

Then, Little Gold dove down, skillfully taking the ’Storage Ring’ from Frederick Inman and delivered it to Wyatt Barnes, saying, "Big brother Wyatt, I want a big meal! I want a big meal!"

In the past, during their shared adventures, Little Gold had often helped Wyatt Barnes collect ’spoils of war’.

"Alright! You can eat however you like."

Wyatt Barnes generously said.

After Wyatt Barnes opened Frederick Inman’s Storage Ring, he found that there were thirty million gold tickets inside.

As for the other things, such as low purity Pill Medicines, low-grade spirit weapons, and so on... for him, these were all useless things.

"Thirty million gold... A pretty good harvest."

With a flick of his hand, Wyatt Barnes lit up a fourth-grade red flame, incinerating Frederick Inman’s body on the spot, and then went to a nearby restaurant to have a meal.

Watching Little Gold wolf down food, Wyatt Barnes fell into deep thought.

"According to what the elder from the Green Forest Sect said, this time the people from the Green Forest Sect who came to the Imperial City of the Royal Country, besides him, there were only Firey Don and Matias Dunn..."

Wyatt Barnes frowned, "Who might that ninth-level martial artist from the Peep Naught Realm be?"

Wyatt Barnes still remembered.

Today, when he had just left the Dragon Phoenix Academy, in addition to discovering the elder of the Green Forest Sect, he had also detected another person.

That person was a ninth-level martial artist from the Peep Naught Realm.

Despite thinking about it for a long time, Wyatt Barnes still couldn’t figure it out.

Deciding not to dwell on it any further, after having a satisfying meal, he returned to the ’Dragon Phoenix Academy’ with Little Gold.

As soon as he entered the Inner Hall, Wyatt Barnes noticed a handsome young man dressed in red standing quietly, eyes closed in meditation.

Suddenly, the young man in red lifted his head, his sharp gaze focused on him.

"Are you Wyatt Barnes?"

The young man in red’s tone was filled with hostility.